All Chapters of The Queen Of All Vampire's Kings: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter Twenty-One.Anastasia's POV.The next morning, I wake up to the sun, beaming inside the room, its rays licking my skin such that I had to peel the sheets off of my body. Jeez! I forgot to close the curtains last night. Rolling off of the bed, I slip into my flip flops and go to stand in front of the sill, allowing the rays of the sun touch my face. The warmth is alluring, and the sensation behind is made me feel all bubbly. In my head, I think of how the day is going to go, but I just can't make sense of it. I have absolutely not even the faintest idea. I just know that I would be watching over the kids while they do their hair and, probably, other things, too. "Good morning, Miss Sanusi. I am sorry for not having woke you up early. I was busy throughout the day, so I wasn't monitoring your sleep." Kira says, in a sense, barging into my room without actually, but in this sense, with her voice. She can be still be very strange to me."It's fine. But if you don't mind me ask

Chapter Twenty-Three. Anastasia's POV. I watch the street of Los Angeles. It is so beautiful. This street in particular is beautiful. I cannot begin to express how grand it is. There is light traffic today, so I am able to intricately admire the fineness of the area. Because the windows are tinted in a shade of black, the rays of the sun couldn't enter. The car soon stops at a spot. I turn my face to the other side to see a building, like the size of a bungalow in height, but in width, it goes a long way ahead. After we get down, the driver calls my attention, "I'll be back here in one hour and thirty minutes precisely, Mr Nicholas's order. He expects you would have been done with everything." "Okay." The man shares me a light smile before he rolls up the car window and drives off. He looks like he is in his thirties, by the way. "Guys, let's go!" I say with a heavy voice and begin walking to the entrance, but the kids aren't following me. I turn to my back, and wave my han

Chapter Twenty-Five. (Totally unedited)Anastasia's POV.Exactly. Like what the actual fuck? I need to wake up from this lucid dream, because it doesn't look like reality anymore. I am feeling like I'm in one of my old romantic novels, whether on the fantasy genre or not, where things like this occur. This is real life, and there's no way I am meeting both Hillary and Cole in this place, like the other day, at the office. For some reasons, I feel that is exactly. I mean, exactly what is going to happen right now if I don't talk.And when I begin to talk, the kind of look Hillary gave me, I regret instantly that I decided to even say anything, "hey, Hillary...I did not expect you to be here..." I stop talking immediately and afterwards, his eyes shift from me to Cole Hunter. Then, he narrows his eyes at him, but he says nothing. When Hillary's eyes return to my face, I wonder why he could he this angry. For a moment, I never thought it could be at me, but at Cole, until he says, "I

Chapter Twenty-Seven.Nicholas's POV.I can still feel his rage, Hillary's rage. He isn't taking things easy with Cole. His outburst is getting the better of him, and I doubt he would remain in his sanity any longer. I have gotten to near the building and just after, Cole pushed Hillary on the chest, shuffling him backwards, his monster is half released, almost untamed, but I instill an agony from one of my crazy past, some crazy experience that I never want to remember again into Hillary's mind through mine. We both feel the pain and sizzle at it. It helped distract Hillary's monster, so he was able to attain his sanity again, but he is still pissed and ready to attack Cole back, but I am, all of a sudden, in-between them, my hands stopping Hillary by pushing him at his chest. When he sees me, his brows come together in a frown. I believe that is his angry way of telling me that he appreciates how I helped stopped him from going crazy, and at the same time, annoyed that I didn't l

Chapter Twenty-Nine.Nicholas's POV.Yes! It is now evening. As the predator that we are, Hillary and I have stayed up the woods, having surveyed every part of it. A few hours ago, we heard the Hunters arrive. Some of their men, actually, but when I sensed their aura, I can tell these are highly trained. To be honest, it didn't scare me, not even an inch. Hillary and I have been checking up on them, watching as they think they are hiding, surveying the woods, too, and surrounding it. We know every hidden places some of them has stayed. And the funniest part of it all is that they think they are alone here, the smart one here, and the one who's one step ahead. As I have said before, Hunters are just an advanced human...unfortunately, yes, blessed with paranormal powers. They deserve it not. They earned it not. All they do is want to either kill us, Vampires, or the Werewolves. One can say that is why for the past centuries of years, Werewolves haven't shown their faces. I can't even